Kiss Me In Paris
Authors: Kimberly Kinrade and Dmytry Karpov
Genre: New Adult
Contemporary Romance
Full length novel: 87, 000 words
Tour dates: July 29 - August 11, 2013
Kiss Me in Paris is a standalone novel in the Kiss Me Series. Travel the
world with the Deveaux sisters as they find love, and trouble, in all the right
places.
Blurb:
When the city of love brings two lost souls together, only their darkest
secrets can tear them apart.
Winter Deveaux tried love once. It didn't end well. Unable to open herself
up to another heartbreak, she hides in her romance novels as she struggles to
break out as a real author. She thinks Paris holds the answer to a new start,
but when her nightmare follows her across the world, she's forced to face the
darkness living like cancer inside her soul. If she doesn't, she might miss her
chance to become the kind of writer she's always wanted to be. But more than
that, she'll miss out on the greatest love she's ever known.
Cade Savage is heir to the largest ranching family in Texas. Part cowboy,
part architect, Cade has his feet forever in two worlds. When he receives an
acceptance letter from the school of his dreams, he must decide between family
and destiny. But ghosts from his past still haunt him, and circumstances beyond
his control may decide his fate.
When Winter and Cade meet, everything they believe about life, love and
what it means to be happy is put to the test.
Will the magic of Paris pull these two lost souls together? Or will their
darkest secrets tear them apart?
GUEST POST
Kiss Me in the
Airport: Our First Kiss
When you write a romance novel with your spouse, it's inevitable
that your own relationship seeps into the pages of the book.
Kiss Me in Paris was no exception. And
given the title, and the fact that Cade and Winter have their first kiss in
Paris, we thought we'd write about our own first kiss, his and her style. Enjoy
this story of our first kiss, and at the end, share with us YOUR first kiss.
Kimberly Kinrade says:
I kissed my husband within moments of seeing him for the first
time.
It was like a scene from a movie. Our eyes met across a crowded
airport. We were drawn to each other like magnets. (Or something more romantic
than magnets. Also, something more romantic than moths to a flame, because that
simile sounds painful.)
The air between us sizzled with desire and unmet need. When he
reached for me and pulled me to him, when my breasts pressed against the
muscles in his chest, my heart beat faster and butterflies swarmed my stomach.
His lips found mine, and as he deepened that kiss, our essence mingling as we
breathed in each other, I knew I’d spend the rest of my life loving this man.
How could I know so soon?
Well, there is a backstory. You see, we may have just met that
moment in the airport on New Year’s Eve, but we’d been anticipating that
meeting for months.
Dmytry and I first got to know each other on Twitter. Through a
series of fortuitous tweets, we discovered a shared love of writing.
What started out as writing partners grew into something more,
but we weren’t ready to call it love. Not yet.
We were scared. Scared of how we would make it work when we
lived in different countries. Scared of what the world would say to our age
difference, to the fact that I already had three children.
But
it didn’t matter, because the love we had was stronger than our fears, stronger
than our demons, stronger than anything the world could put in our way to stop
us.
As Winter says in Kiss Me in Paris, “Airports hold their
own kind of magic. They are gateways to other worlds, in the most real sense.
An airport is a portal, taking you from one life to another. When you fly,
you’re suspended in time and place, not existing anywhere fully until you
land.” And she’s right.
That day, in that airport, with that kiss, we traveled from one
life to another.
I traveled from the life of a single mom struggling to make ends
meet, to a married woman working full time with her husband to live both of our
dreams as writers.
And it’s a trip I’ll never forget.
When Winter and Cade kiss for the first time, they get fireworks
in Paris, but when Dmytry and I kissed for the first time, we got a whole new
life.
Dmytry
Karpov says:
We once had a Skype conversation, and it went something like
this:
Kimberly asked, “Will we kiss, at the airport?”
And I typed, “We will. I’ll kiss you.”
Then she replied with a <3.
I don’t remember. But I do remember that from that moment I
started to plan our first kiss.
I’d kiss her forehead first. Now, I’m not sure why I thought
that. Perhaps because I’m taller than most people and foreheads are mostly what
I see. So I imagined: I’d lean down and kiss her forehead. Good.
Next, I’d cup her face in my hands, look her in the eyes, and
say, “I love you.” That would be our first in-person ‘I love you,’ and it
seemed fitting that it should come before our first kiss. Now, I know that’s
not the way things usually happen in real life. In real life, people kiss, then
say I love you weeks or months later. Right. Right. Right. But it is the
way things usually happen in the movies. And I like movies. So do most people.
Often, they’re more romantic than real life. So my life would be like a movie.
Once all the forehead kissing and the eye staring and the love
speaking was done with, then, and only then, would I kiss Kimberly. That
sounded perfect to me.
Of course, I knew it would never happen. Things never happen as
you expect.
Days later, I got ready to leave.
I packed one backpack. I left early in the morning. A few hours
later, I arrived at the Los Angeles airport. There were a great many people
there, and I walked alone for a long while. My greatest fear became that I
would not recognize Kimberly the first time I saw her. Or perhaps, that I had
already seen her and walked by. Terrifying thoughts, really. How did I expect
my plan to ever work?
Eventually, I noticed a group of children. And they noticed me.
And then they smiled and charged at me.
I knew them to be Kimberly’s kids. And looking over their cute
little heads, I knew that I would see the woman of my dreams.
And I did.
She stood before me, though she was still a few feet away,
radiant and glowing and warm like the sun.
I gave the kids at my feet a hug.
And as Kimberly walked toward me, I walked toward her.
We hugged. And I kissed her forehead. And I cupped her face and
stared at her eyes, big, blue and beautiful, and I said, “I love you.”
And I kissed her.
After that, I don’t remember much. We walked to the car I
suppose. But I do remember what I learned.
That
sometimes, things do turn out as you expect. And sometimes they turn out even
better. And that from that moment on, my life turned out even better than I
imagined.
Our love for each other is made out of memories. And that first
kiss may be the most powerful memory of all. When I think of the human
experience, I can think of nothing more powerful than falling in love. It’s
something everyone should experience.
And I want to help them. So I wrote a novel with Kimberly, now
my wife, about falling in love. It’s called Kiss Me in Paris, and it
captures all the wonder and excitement I felt that day at the airport.
I hope this novel helps people experience love and remember
their own. I hope, reading it, they’ll remember their first kiss.
And how they planned it.
Or how they didn’t.
And how wonderful it was.
Pick up your copy of Kiss Me in Paris on Amazon, B&N, and
wherever ebooks are sold.
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iBooks: http://bit.ly/157GeVD
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About
Kimberly Kinrade and Dmytry Karpov
Dmytry and Kimberly are the husband and wife writing team behind the
KISS ME Series, Eye of Newt, Sunrise and Nightfall,
Wanderlust, and The Fallen Series.
Kimberly is the award-winning, bestselling author of the New Adult
paranormal romance series The Seduced Saga, the YA paranormal
thriller/romance The Forbidden Trilogy, and children's fantasy
series The Three Lost Kids.
Dmytry writes fantasy—be it urban, dark or epic—is a musical
composer, pianist, and designs books covers (exclusively for his wife's and
their co-authored books).
They live with three little girls who think they're ninja
princesses with super powers and who are also showing a propensity for telling
tall tales and using the written word to weave stories of wonder and magic.
Become a member of the Street Team for Kimberly and Dmytry: https://www.facebook.com/groups/455495037808558/
Connect with Kimberly online:
Website: http://KimberlyKinrade.com
Twitter: @KimberlyKinrade
Facebook: /KimberlyKinrade
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Connect with Dmytry online:
Website: http://www.DmytryKarpov.com/
Twitter: @DmytryKarpov
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